Alpha Ace and his Undercover Mate

The next day, I woke up feeling determined to talk to Ace. The day before was wonderful, but I had to make today count.

I pulled on comfortable clothes after my shower and let my hair loose, since Ace liked it better that way.

With a pep in my step and a firm hand on my tummy, I made my way towards Ace's office. I knocked two times before pushing my way through, but unfortunately, he wasn't there.

Deciding to wait in there, I sat on his chair around his desk and really took my time to appreciate every detail of his office.

My eyes caught something on his desk, and I reluctantly retrieved the file that was opened. It was a monthly report of a woman's condition. I knew, because it was written in bold at the top of the paper.

MONTHLY REPORT OF JENNA WILSON.

As if right on cue, Ace walked in. He looked slightly surprised by my presence, but he didn't look annoyed or upset.

"You're up early" He said as he gave me my good morning kiss.

"Yea I wanted to see you"

His eyes flickered between me and the file that I was still holding, and I saw a small smile playing on his lips, but it was kinda sad. "I see you've found my mother's file"

of my head as he said that, and I stared at

nodded and sat on his desk in front of me. Of course! How didn't I see that? They had a slight resemblance, and they had the

want to push it. But of course, Ace was more

condition, but it was easily treated by her meds. But after dad died, not even the

clear" I tried to

getting visits from this mystery best friend that makes her feel comfortable. I'm yet to meet

felt happy at that. "I'd love

her today. You can

was 8:30 a.m . For some reason I really wanted to meet

it okay if I go ahead? I promise

let Ryan take you

and hugged him. I didn't know why I was so happy, but I felt like I knew his mom all my life. With one last kiss, I met Ryan who was already waiting at

definitely tell Ace about the mission later on, but

us led the way to

keep 'us' from his pack until my four months were over. But once we talk later, our mateship can be revealed to his members and I will officially meet

a sofa. I patiently waited for the nurse to bring Jenna out, and when she did,

she looked happy and glowing like an eight year old girl. Her hair was full and dark, not a strand of gray hair

even wear those depressing pale gowns that some of the women wore. She wore a pink lace looking blouse and